Chaos

Like a stone on the waves,
My thoughts are uncontrolled.

The Chaos grows, no end, no order.

As small as a grain of sand,
The beach of my mind grows.

The Chaos grows, no end, no order.

From a tiny seed,
the despair entangles my soul

The Chaos grows, no end, no order.

Darkness fills my heart, its sweet poison
Runnning through my viens.

The Chaos grows, no end, no order.

Killing me softly, yet never dying

The Chaos, The Fear.
The Panic, The loss.
The Darkness, The Void.
The cold claws of life
Killing me softly